The Beginning of the Adventure at Mom's

We began our adventure at Mom's with her washing machine
breaking with the first load we washed.  It is almost 18 years old, so we convinced her she really needed a new one.  Then we started discovering the problems with buying a new washer and dryer now that they make them all bigger. Her utility room was designed around her existing washer and dryer.  There is no way the new ones will fit in the same space.  We finally stopped at Sear's Outlet and lo and behold! There was one set small enough to fit in her space.  It wasn't what she wanted, but nothing she wanted would fit in the space. She would have had to remake the doorway, cut down the door to size, etc.  Major expense. When you are 98 years old you don't want to spend a lot of money to get new appliances.  I am happy to announce that the job is done--the new set will be delivered Wednesday.

Mom's yard is beautiful--everything is blooming. Her tulips are gorgeous!

The Peterson branch of the family all live in the Seattle area now, so several of them are coming out tomorrow.  It is kind of like going to the farm for the city kids.  I have to say the goats are a hoot.  We had some salt fish  left from Christmas, so today Gary made pickled fish.  Petersons love pickled fish (salmon, not herring), so they will be thrilled to see a jar each to take home.

Tule is having a hard time on Mom's hardwood floors--just too slippery.  She gets her feet all tangled up, but manages to extricate herself each time.  We have been trying to keep her from going down the stairs to the back yard and barn, thinking it is too much exertion for her.  Today she got disgusted with our efforts and just blazed a trail down the bank full of bushes and flowers--it is a very steep bank.  Gary says she is just like my Mom--stubborn and nobody is going to tell her she can't do something when she thinks she can.  hahaha!  He is right!

We took the dogs for a walk around Dogwood Lane this afternoon (beautiful) and our wonderful dog that usually heels perfectly decided she should drag me all the way. Where does Tule get her strength at age 13?  At home she moves fairly slowly. Maybe the drizzle and cooler weather is more her style--not too cold, just right.  (Hmmmm, sounds like me.)  Both dogs had a ball sniffing all the wonderful new smells.